Samantha accuses you of her

That day Samantha was a little cold to you at breakfast and she avoided eye contact throughout the all-day meeting with your clients, But she still did her job well and your clients couldn’t tell anything was off.

After the meetings at the end of the day, you get into the car together for the four-hour drive back to Chicago. After a while of sitting silently, you ask Samantha what’s wrong.

“You’ve been kinda cold all day, Samantha. Is something bothering you?”

“Is something bothering me?!” she bites back. “You basically **** me last night and this morning!”

“What are you talking about, Samantha,” you say calmly as you continue to drive. “We both know you wanted that as much as I did – if not more. You’ve been hitting on me for weeks. I’m truly sorry if it complicates your life and causes you stress, but we can’t pretend that you didn’t want to fuck me. I mean, remember the hot tub…”

Samantha starts to cry. She does remember the hot tub. She remembers orgasming and how good it felt. But she got control of herself and re-committed herself to not fuck her VP of Communications, to not cheat on her husband. And then you came into her room and fucked the shit out of her. Twice! and without a condom either time as you fucked her bareback and came inside of her.